Flowers
How beautiful it is to see you reside in these flowers, to see you sway at every command of the wind, to see you beaming under the sun and waver beneath the rain, to see you face different obstacles and continue to grow regardless of what the universe throws at you, is indeed beautiful. So, my darling, do not worry. For you are not alone in this fight. Somewhere, someone is watching over you, rooting for you, secretly praising you and is hoping to see you rise out of a bloody war zone.
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Underneath My Skin | Poetry
Puisia few poetries I've scrawled underneath my skin -» all rights reserved to the author
